Thanks to Nishu

Thanks to Mr. Nishant Kumar for inspiring me to write at 4 in the morning. They say, history repeats itself. So the 1 month gap between posts is still there. Weird but life comes full circle every 30 days or so. As always, time is flying but I am stationary. Rarely do I go 2 college. Hence, majority of the time is spent on some mattress or the other in a “faad” flat in Vile Parle(W) finishing “imdb” religiously or watching something or the other on the idiot box or of course, sleeping. Thodi bahut outdoor activity bhi ho jaati hai..gym rocks.

Frankly, u need not wait for “3 Idiots” to release. There are “2 Idiots” in a place in Vile Parle(W) who are equivalent to 4 actually and can drive any sane person nuts. But they can entertain and give joy to people at the same time. Some incidents are truly etched in people’s memories. Infact, to such an extent that whenever there is a chat about the “2 Idiots”, some people bring up those famous incidents. They have analysed those instances better than their case studies.

Went to Delhi 2 weeks back thanks to the swine flu scare. Was quite excited to go back home but got bored eventually because of the huge 11 day break thanks to bunking and Mr. Rohan Mahajan. People change in no time these days and the way they see situations and what they talk about more changes. That’s what I observed on Sunday night. When you meet your great friends after a few months, you talk about all the interesting events in your world and the world outside. But you end up talking about serious and senti stuff which has never been discussed. So much so, that it could go on for ages if time n parents permit!! Ultimately, you end up saying.. chal yaar chalte hain, bahut senti ho gaye. Kaafi late bhi ho gaya hai.

Saw Kaminey twice.. on 15 Aug and 25 Aug. 1^st time okayish lagi but 2^nd time, blown away. The reviews were so good that even if the theatre would be full of swine flu patients, I’d go n watch it. Was anyway eagerly waiting for this flick and Shahid to enter the next level and Vishal Bhardwaj to continue his excellent track record. So, when the 1^st outing got over, people around me made a mockery of the flick and the characters seemed like caricatures. But, I was not disappointed. “Dhan Te Nan” still occupied 1 hour of my daily schedule. Maybe the expectations were a bit too high after Omkara. But understood the intelligent parts of the film the 2^nd time and liked it more. Best film of the year so far closely followed by “Luck by Chance”.

All in all, the Delhi trip was full of imdb, cinema halls n sleeping. Oh haan, finally the Ashes series is done n dusted with n I am happy to know that the Poms have defeated the Kangaroos, rather blasted them except the 3 days at Headingley. Flintoff goes out on a high and Harmison has hopefully made a comeback. Ponting is suffering from internal bleeding other than the jaw of course!!

So, this Mumbai trip will go on for another 1.5 months or so. And as usual, I just know how to cook boiled eggs, maggi n milk!! As people around tell me, I don’t know anything about cooking but the problem is I don’t wanna learn anything. So, I am happy to be treated by my flatmates daily n I gladly do whatever little is expected from me.

Comeback

Its been ages since I last posted. Been in Mumbai for the past 3.5 weeks n time is flying.. can't even remember what I did yesterday. Woh kehte hain.. all work n no play makes Jack a dull boy.. main kehta hoon.. all play n no work makes me a lively boy. That's what the routine has been like for the past 3.5 weeks. People are amazed 2 see my time-killing skills n methods. And I am amazed when I find out that this has been going on for soooo.. long.
I wanna be Sachin Tendulkar, Rocky Balboa, Farhan Akhtar n so on n so forth, all in the same birth. So the point is dream endlessly in life. One friend of mine mentioned top 15 romantic english flicks in his blog sometime back. Religiously finishing the list these days. I liked Notting Hill n Sleepless in Seattle most. Ideal stories in my book.
Other than that, the English are tearing apart the Aussies. I wish this lasts for another month.
Turned 23 last week. Some people say the years have started 2 fly now n some wonder if some of my patent traits will ever go away. But I am confident everything should shape up well by the time I am 24. Learned hell of a lot in the past 1 year n the process should continue in the next 10 months atleast.
No hostel anymore now. I used 2 be quite excited about staying in a flat with the basic necessities(!!) very much there. But on the whole, hostel was better I feel. Anyways, flat bhi mast hai n getting along fine. Btw necessities meant the "idiot box". That's what makes me an idiot maybe but just can't live without it.
In no mood to continue now.. milte hain break ke baad

As always, its way past midnight and I feel like writing something. Phir blog check kiya and I found something peculiar. I post almost once every 30 days and coincidentally, its been 30 days since I last posted.
So after 12 April 2009, my life has been quite eventful. Seen 35 or so IPL matches, around 30 “English” flicks, a very few “hindi” flicks, slept for 9 hrs. or so regularly everyday, constantly played with the remote control, caught up with NSIT gang.. on the whole total aish. Many creatures on this planet would find this beyond them but only a handful can feel the pleasure/joy of these activities. A couple of months back my post would have read “around 30 hindi flicks, a very few English flicks”. That’s something I have changed and I am thoroughly enjoying the change. Woh kehte hain na, change is important.
Change word pe focus hai toh I have been told recently that I have changed in the past 1 year.. for good as well as bad. Good toh expected tha coz kuch log hote hi aise hain but bad wasn’t expected. Not trying to boast actually coz the case where I am being described bad was not entirely in my control. I ran out of patience, control, senses and every damn thing and was hence clueless about what to do. So did what I felt was right.
Moving on, internship was to start from May 4 but has been delayed by a week or so because of late developments in the upcoming project. So back to vela mode. Suddenly I felt like trying to get a corporate project, tried thoda bahut but nothing worked out. Was casually talking to a friend about it and he bluntly asked me, “What were you doing in Delhi for a month?” I casually replied “Relaxing”. He hit the nail on the head and said “What were you doing for the past 3 months?” Clean bowled.
Life ki yehi tragedy hai.. kuch karne ka mood nahin and jab mood banta hai, nothing seems possible. As a result, just enjoy the present and tension sirf exam se pehle lene ka. 2 months from now, I’d be staying in a flat and not in the dreaded hostel. Dreaded because of the conditions and facilities there. But even then, it was a great time being a hosteller with people around you forever. Though, during class hours, many are not there but a couple of “krantikaaris” are there to give you company. You feel proud being a krantikaari. Vaise krantikaari se yaad aaya a few days back, a krantikaari turned a year older and other than wishing him a happy birthday, what struck me was to tell him to keep this spirit going!! Mast life hai and I am confident this dream would go on for atleast 1 more year.
Will turn 23 in a couple of months but my life and habits, everything look similar to a 16 or 18 year old. One friend tells me that I live in a dreamworld but others tell me to enjoy this dreamworld I have seen for the first time at the age of 22 and time and circumstances will make me mature and capable to tackle challenges in life when I start working etc. After all, one learns from experiences in life and my sharp memory helps me remember the ones I have encountered earlier.
And not to forget, went to Rishikesh with NSIT ppl. And the trip was good. Rafting toh pehle ki hui thi but was still enjoyable because of the duration and a couple of new adventures along the way. Camping for the first time was fun but could have enjoyed more if all my closest buddies would have been there. People got to notice my sleeping “talent” during the journey.
Ab cricket ki baat karte hain. I badly want Mumbai Indians to win IPL but reaching the semis is a big challenge at the moment. The match against Punjab tomorrow is very crucial/a virtual quarter-final I feel. But inspite of that, I have enjoyed the entertainment provided by other teams as well. JP Duminy, Yusuf Pathan, Gilly, Roy, Sachin(in parts), Jayasuriya, Hayden, Raina, De Villiers, Dwayne Smith and a few more have been a treat to watch. Buck up Mumbai.. Duniya Hila Denge Hum!
Don’t even remember now where I started and have been typing continuously for the past 40 minutes or so. The body has started aching after such a lot of effort. Milte hain break ke baad..

Writing another post well past midnight. Dunno why but this has been a regular feature now. Maybe because there’s nothing to do late in the night, nowhere to go or even feeling bored. First 2 trimesters passed by very easily. 3rd trimester hasn’t been that easy going actually. The activities, timepass and otherwise, seem boring now. Ghar jaane ka bahut mann karta hai. Chote ko mila bhi nahin for 9 months but should meet him in the coming weeks. 2.5 weeks and 1 year of MBA gone. Pata hi nahi chala how time flew.
I landed in Mumbai on 22nd June and it seems that day passed by recently. A lot has happened in the past 268 days but let’s wrap up with the activities this trimester. Apart from sleeping, watching movies, lovely dinners!!, attending boring lectures, finally there were some trips. Left for Kanpur on 18th February for roomies’ parents’ 25th anniversary function on 19th Feb. Stayed in Kanpur on 20th Feb and left for Allahabad on 21st Feb. Wrapped up Allahabad in just a few hours. Went to Sangam with bhai log. Had a whale of a time there. Quickly visited Anand Bhawan (Chacha Nehru’s house), Chandrashekhar Azad Park, Allahabad University(beautiful!!), a couple of lovely temples. Had cheap n awesome roadside food as well. Back to Kanpur, saw Green Park Stadium, sat alongside River Ganga and attended a lovely function. Travelling throughout the trip was painful actually. Spent around 2 days in the train overall. And who can forget the trip from Kanpur to Allahabad..for 3 hours, sitting in the small passage between coaches. That too, around 10 people in that small passage. Life mein bahut kuch dekhne padta hai n rather dekhna chahiye. Life is a great leveller. U travel by air one day n travel like this another day.
Back to Mumbai on 23rd Feb but got bored very quickly. So went to Alibaug for a day. Trip mast thi. Decided to go there at 2 in the night and left at 3am. On the way, went 15 kms past Alibagh before realising it and decided to go to Lonavala. By the way, went with apne bhai log and Neeraj’s school friends by car. They took the pain of driving all night and I had the luxury of being fast asleep lying on the driver. Mast scene tha. Wanted to visit a particular fort in Lonavala(naam yaad nahin) but after reaching Lonavala, we realised we couldn’t go there. So went back to Alibaug and after driving for 6 hours, we finally reached Alibaug. But kismet dekho, everybody was damn sleepy and it was too hot to go to the beach. So left for Mumbai in the afternoon. But enjoyed the road trip and the comedy of errors in the trip. It was a welcome change to the daily boring routine. And enjoyed the lovely scenery all around as well. Some great sight-seeing nevertheless.
Its March 17 and after 16 days, I am a free bird waiting to fly. Eager to meet Delhi people but having a great time with the guys in Mumbai. The late night trips to search places where we can eat something, photo sessions in Firangi Dhaba(awesome place) and Bandra Bandstand, sleeping till noon, niteout maarna to watch Ind-NZ matches, its been fun. And ya, participated in the Dance Competition in Euphoria other than being a volunteer. Don’t know what made me try it but was a great experience. Blunders were committed no doubt but there was a lot of effort and guts involved in the whole process. We were the 2nd group out of the 5 competing to perform and looking at the professionalism and intensity of the 1st group, we were damn nervous. After going on stage, looking at 100 odd people shouting at the top of their voices and expecting something great, my face went blank for the first few seconds. But we guys participated for enjoyment and managed to entertain the crowd. The judges enjoyed the performance as well. That was enough for us.
Flicks yaad aayi suddenly. Saw Dev D, Delhi 6, Billu, Gulaal, Stoneman Murders and 13B after the last post. The horror flicks were good. DevD was fine but not great. Gulaal was a good experience..movie as well as seeing Hrithik Roshan during the interval. Billu and Delhi 6 were very disappointing. After RDB, I thought Mr. Mehra would deliver something special and the theme of the film being Delhi, I had high hopes from him. But Masakalli was a treat to hear and watch. A couple of other songs were good as well. Sonam bahut pyaari lag rahi thi and pataane ki koshish karenge 4 sure!!
Aur kuch yaad nahin aa raha. To be continued..

Neend nahin aa rahi..

Its 3.45am and still not feeling sleepy. Timepass ka formula hai blog + foot tapping numbers. Sabse pehle yaad aaya.. saw Luck By Chance on Saturday night. Good film but not great. Maybe very high expectations from this flick make it just good and not great. “Rock On” is one of my favourite films ever and I was awestruck by Farhan Akhtar’s talent. Was hoping to see something really special this time and the rave reviews LBC got made me very anxious to watch it asap. Anyway, every Bollywood fan should watch it. One dialogue of SRK was among the high points of the film: When you achieve something, remember those who were with you when you were nobody. This applies not just to success but to friendships as well.
Staying in a hostel (not co-ed!) is a completely different experience from staying at home. Guys here become your friends, brothers, parents, advisors. These networks are important in life and very precious. You cherish the moments spent with near and dear ones and you sometimes tend to realise the importance of people after you graduate from your institute. 6 June 2008 was my last day as an NSITian and thoda senti hua last day pe. Ye alag baat hai that some people thought there was an entirely different reason altogether.. weird reason rather (kuch split hone ka!!). Aaj bhi Chotu (Rohan) yaad aata hai (after 224 days in Mumbai). Haven’t seen him for 7.5 months but this is the power of friendship rather brotherhood according to me. Back to SRK’s dialogue, see how true it is.. whoever I may be in the future, wherever I may be, I won’t forget those who have known me in the past. When you are together and that too for a long time (3.5 years), you tend to take each other for granted at times or even get bored of each other. Only after you separate and go to a new place and try to adjust with the atmosphere, people etc. You realise how important your near and dear ones are for you. The case I mentioned above has been of great friendship for 4 years now. Thode weird case bhi hote hain. Imagine introducing yourself to someone on the day you pass out of the institute (what’s the point any1 wud be saying). Then staying in different cities in the future but guess what, even then you are gud friends. Hadh hai yaar, same class mein rahe for so long but kabhi intro. bhi nahi karaaya and suddenly, there is something (rather a lot) created out of nowhere.
I am not in touch with quite a few school friends but even after so many years, when you meet someone or chat with someone, you feel gud. But this time around, I am doing a good job. Still in touch with quite a few people and I meet them when I go to Delhi. The late realisation funda (explained earlier) is slowly vanishing. Jab mood mein hote hain, people (myself included) do realise and make the other person know how important that person is. This is something different in hostel life. Maybe because you spend hours, days, months non-stop with the same bunch of people.
Word count says 620. Started at 3.45am and the time is 5.10am Haven’t been awake for so long in dunno how many years especially not for studies. Gotta rush now. Likhte likhte pata nahi kahan chala jaata hoon. To be continued..

Rising from the ashes..

Writing after exactly one and a half months. Life seems to be a roller-coaster at times. At some point of time, the dull phase creeps in as well. Continuity maintain karte hue, let’s start from December 4(the date I wrote my last post). Don’t remember what I was upto that day. Though I am quite good at remembering significant dates, can be significant in any respect. The end term exams started from Dec. 17 and ghar jaane ka bumper mood tha. Dunno why but don’t miss home usually, exams aate hi something crazy happens in my system. Those were hectic days but I would find solace by just counting the number of days till I reach home. Finally, it was Dec.22 and exams got over. Had the extra pressure of doing well this time around and things were looking good till the last exam, the dreaded subject, Financial Analytics. Teachers itne mast the that I’d look at one guy(Prof.) and keep on laughing and smiling for 90 minutes. He never asked me y I was giggling. Another guy allowed us to watch movies in class. Imagine watching Andaz Apna Apna or DDLJ in a B-school classroom. Aisi kismat baar-baar nahin milti.
Reached home on 24th morning and was reminded by Aamir Khan posters, “Remember December 25.” Was eagerly waiting for his next flick to release. Mom ka birthday bhi tha on 25th and the holidays would have started with a bang but for the dreaded thigh problem which had been troubling me for 10 days. Doctor ne sahi praise kiya, kitna bahadur ladka hai..Nepal mein born hona chahiye tha. But was in deep pain before and after the operation. December 25 ka band baj gaya. Arun and Omesh aaye hue the and was to meet both of them after 5-6 months. So didn’t care much about the thigh and met college friends quite regularly. We used to meet up at our “adda” Rajouri Garden and spend time like we used to sometime back. It was amazing, those moments of each others’ company, pulling each others’ leg. Arun left Delhi on 31st and Omesh arrived on 31st. So met the whole college gang on 1st. Couldn’t have asked for a better start to the New Year. Sitting in Central Park and discussing our lives, current and past moments and recalling the hilarious ones was like music to the ears. At home, the atmosphere was good but my weight problems seemed to be a cause for concern. Loved the Delhi winter and strangely, got bored of it pretty quickly. Had non veg. Food almost everyday and must say that itna achcha and variety ka non veg. Nahin khaaya hoga for the past 22 years. Good for my health as well. A couple of my NM friends visited Delhi for the 1st time and we made plans of going to the best locations in Delhi but felt sorry for those guys. My foot didn’t allow me to move around. On the whole, the trip was good but not great. Wasn’t quite saturated staying in Mumbai and after just 2 months, didn’t feel like going back home. The thigh problem and the pathetic weather were definitely unwanted. The last two days at home were quite bad. Just before the vacations end, there’s always something weird happening which spoils the memories of the break.
Got back to Mumbai on 5th evening and life quickly got back to normal. I came to Mumbai 210 days back and still haven’t met the two gods, Aamir Khan and Sachin Tendulkar. By the way, saw Madhuri Dixit a few days back. Very pretty and that awesome smile is still very much there. Shabana Azmi, Imran Khan, Sanjay Gupta and Goldie Behl were also present. Goldie ji Sonali Bendre ko saath nahin laaye. Dil khush ho jaata if woh aati. Anyway, Anushka(the girl opposite SRK in his latest flick) and Asin ne dil khush kar diya. Dono bahut cute hain. Now, eagerly waiting to see Farhan Akhtar on the screen on 30th Jan. Looks promising yet again and I am sure, I’d love the film. Just before writing this blog, was watching “Rock On” in fast forward mode and the film was a treat to watch.
Back to real life, life ka agenda hai atleast one movie a day with bhai log, padai ki tension nahin lene ka. The late night gossip sessions are as entertaining as ever and I was in great form on 15th January. Why I mention this is because compliment mila tha ek senior citizen se and should respect his thoughts. Classes are damn boring and thode se teachers strict types hain. So no pangas and proxies this time. Just two weeks into the Trimester and bunk karna abhi se start kar diya. Class chal rahi hai but hostel mein matinee show chal raha hai, Omkara. Mast life hai yaar. Weekends are spent by just watching movies and sleeping. Jab saturate hue toh socha kuch likh lete hain.
Ab kuch khaas nahin hai to write, so going to call it a day now. Thodi boring post hai I know but tried to make up in the latter part of the post.

Aise hi likh diya..

Blogging is driven more by instinct than planning. Suddenly there is something that one observes or something that touches you that u want to make note of it. Life has a certain degree of monotony which sometimes doesn’t bother and sometimes makes u feel restless. These days are passing like any other day over the past five months. Its the workload that varies from day-to-day. I heard someone saying that a manager’s job is to get the work done in time in whichever way one likes and not getting into the intricacies n technicalities of the assignments making the job look like a research project. It is actually a good point however foolish it may sound to the sincere n hardworking souls on earth. Infact, this logic helps me to get past the hectic days with ease n a smile on my face. People discuss that ye week bahut hectic hai..I sumtimes feel kya hectic, sab ho jayega.
The tone of this post is quite formal compared to the earlier posts. I remember applauding a friend of mine for writing superb posts..formal n informal at the same time. He can write on an informal n casual topic using awesome vocab which makes the post a delight to read. But another friend of mine told me that writing in Hinglish has its own charm n I agree with her. Friends ke viewpoints mention karte hue yaad aaya that background mein song bhi friend ka hi hai..Tu hi toh meri dost hai. Btw someone asked me ye gaana main kisko dedicate karoonga n I foolishly said kisi bhi friend ko. Then I realised that gender is an issue in the lyrics and in the context, the song has a different meaning altogether. Some replies of mine have been very silly to be honest n some people feel like bashing me up for such stupid replies but some such moments make the atmosphere light. Koi smile karke bachcha kehta hai toh koi bahut irritate ho jaata hai but kya karoon, this is an inherent part of me. Song ki baat hui toh yaad aaya that saw d film today..would rate it between average n good. The plot was really good but the people involved could have done a better job. Katrina is a goddess no doubt n Salman looked really dashing. I rate him as the most handsome Khan in the industry n body wise, next to Hrithik. On the whole, the day was a very normal day but the night show was an attraction followed by the late night dinner. Going out for dinner with friends has been very frequent over the past few months and we went to a place where we’ve gone umpteen number of times. But the kind of conversation is something that is worth remembering sometimes. The bonding with people here plays a major role. Sitting with your “very good” friends n being used to a particular type of conversation, there are surprises in store sometimes. Imagine people who usually discuss cricket, bollywood, a pretty face on television/screen/in front of them, their past hilarious moments and goof-ups talking about the nature of each other and the “guys” around them and getting into philosophy mode introspecting on what they like in whom and about their values n beliefs. One likes enjoyment and a light atmosphere at all times n discussing about class girls (present/graduation) and small-small conversations with them and small-small observations about them dominates most of the conversations at most of the places. Yet there are times when these things don’t even cross your mind. At times, u have a GD on these hot topics at 4 in the night and sometimes u are into philosophy mode at 12 in the night. There is always something unexpected in life which keeps it rolling and makes such moments and conversations a pleasure even if the tone was more philosophical than jovial.

Sinbad the sailor ek raat ko vela tha..

Writing after ten days now. Ideas don’t strike me as often as earlier. Life thodi less eventful lagti hai ab but after cuming back here, have seen 3 films out of which saw fashion for the 2nd time. Very good film and very good acting n no doubt very good entertainment. The occasion was Pranay’s visit to Mumbai. It was a welcome change to the routine. Taking him to college, hostel n roaming around on the roads of Mumbai. Wish to see more people in Mumbai in the times to come. Chotu shaayad Mumbai aaye next summer and if I will be here, then it’ll be a wow experience. Back to the present, the gud old days, rather nights in Mumbai are back and so far I haven’t rubbed anybody the wrong way after the dreadful first day..rather night after the break. Life kitni unexpected hoti hai sometimes and seems to be very cruel when any such thing happens. Anyway classes seem to be as boring as ever and aaj toh couldn’t get up on time n whole day bunk. Sahi holiday wali feel aayi but the irony of the situation is that got bored sitting in the hostel. Classes seemed to be more interesting. Went out at night to Prithvi theatre. Saw K.K. Menon over there. Looks good.. tall and tough. Mujhse zyaada tall I should say. Why I say this is because people here say I talk as if I am taller than everyone. But no doubt, I feel being tall is an awesome feeling. At the same time, one shouldn’t be as tall as Glenn McGrath or even Kevin Pietersen. And height ki baat hui hai toh I have seen all kinds of creatures on this planet. NSIT is famous for short girls.. 5 feet achievement lagta hai if u look at them. Meri present class mein girls are much taller..rather 1 NSIT passout but she’s much taller than the NSIT lot I have seen. Short girls though yahaan bhi hain but not many.
A roomie of mine feels that me and another guy fall in love with almost every girl we see and he asks what do u mean when u say mujhe isse pyar ho gaya. Reply toh aur bhi mast hai..yaar woh pyaari lagti hai dekhne mein..cute n sweet type..actual wala pyar nahi hai n ya, hum dil ke itne achche hain that khush hote hain sabko dekhke. Rhythm break ho gayi..will continue later.

Delhi..

The intensity of writing blogs has worn down all of a sudden. A lot has happened since I wrote the last time. Sachin (meri jaan) reached yet another milestone. Class banda hai yaar because the number of critics of this genius has risen and I get to interact with a critic very often but the maestro’s performance is still upto the mark. Jitna bhi samjhaao people fail to understand. Came back to delhi on 22^nd. 3 days classes bunk karke..Dilli se itna pyar karta hoon but jab aaya toh almost everything is d same n Mumbai seems to be charming. One friend of mine told me once that mujhe every alternate item se pyar hai. Maybe ye word itna favourite ho gaya hai. But I always remember almost every small conversation n these moments build memories which I cherish for a long time. Met NSIT friends in d weekend n anupreet ko toh weekday mein bhi mila tha. Banda hi itna stud hai ki sabke liye time hai uske paas. Really missed him in Mumbai n these few hours have been a pleasure. Reliving those old days n times of “thass.” College bhi gaya tha n got goosebumps when I entered d campus but jab admin mein kaam karaana tha toh sab normal ho gaya. Was waiting for my chat-mate to reach Delhi n mila bhi in d weekend n was happy n content to find the cheerfulness n exuberance intact. Delhi aane ki trip was amazing..travelled by train after dunno how many years. Liked the experience. 2 college girls bhi thi to talk to if getting bored but woh khud hi laptop mein itni engrossed thi as if we were the dullest guys on earth. Rohan se nahin mila yet because he is away n that’s what I badly miss. Ek toh banda senti aur kar deta hai. Delhi aaya nahi ki call karke past moments yaad kara raha tha. But hope to meet him soon.. rather Christmas now. Arun n Omesh se bhi nahin mila for quite a while now n will meet them on Christmas I think. Weight loss kaafi ho gaya hai I believe..many have been talking about this in this trip but Delhi ki kuch dishes hain which I badly missed. Got to relive those moments n add to that the company of near n dear ones n the experience is fun n worth remembering. 1 roomie of mine scrapped me that mera lifestyle toh pehle jaisa hi hoga..aaram hi aaram. Baat toh sahi hai but I think its justified if I do well from my next stint with Mumbai. Just in a mood to write n looking around I see this pic of mine where I am smiling more than I ever have n I get this feeling of immense pleasure. Mom said n even Rohan once said ye meri bahut achchi pic hai n I wish I see more of these moments in the future so that I can transmit them to others because that’s what gives u immense satisfaction. I mentioned this because I remember the turmoil in Mumbai which ultimately made me want to runaway for this break to recharge my batteries n return happier n with greater will power. Bahut serious mode ho gaya. Aaj Saif Ali Khan n Deepika Padukone ko dekha at Ansal Plaza n Saif bahut smart hai yaar. Chotu sorry but woh humse zyaada eligible bachelor hai. Deepika is fine but hum Ranbir ki puja karte hain n I thought the guy maybe expects better. And ya Mumbai mein itne pange ho rahe the that even we could have been the victims but thank God, scraped through. Diwali tomorrow n hopefully the festival of lights showers light on many living on this planet. Ab Delhi mein hoon toh Mumbai yaad aata hai..those endless hours of sleeping n smiling in class, those expensive dinners (guess why!!), TT khelna, useless gossip karma, movie dekhna, gaane gaana, thoda sa case study bhi dekhna, class ke liye daily uthna n ready hoke somehow jaana etc. Life moves too fast n sometimes there’s no time to breathe n recall all that has happened. But zindagi ek paheli hai boss..

The comeback blog..

Writing after almost 2 weeks now, partly because koi topic hi strike nahin kiya n partly because too lazy to write. After 114 days in Mumbai, I am still sure that dil toh dilli mein hi hai. Missing the place, the atmosphere n the people like anything. Counting the days constantly n now, even the hours to be spent in Mumbai before the break. This doesn’t mean that the people here are bad. There are some real gems whom I am happy to come across n will treasure being with them in the future. The spirit of Mumbai is something u will always admire n salute. Local train mein people chat as if they have been friends for years.. start talking randomly n about almost anything. People in Delhi are not as friendly I am sure. Laziness n boredom are two stigmas one should get rid of n B-school mein life is very eventful. Add to that the change of address n a new city n u are sure to get rid of the stigmas. But there are times when one feels monotony everywhere n it seems there is no spice in life. Food mein anyway spice raha hi nahi ab n hours count karne ka ek reason ye bhi hai. Classes attend karna is no child’s play honestly. 80% attendance maintain karna is an uphill task considering the fact that the attendance in the past 4 years has been at an all-time low. Sleeping in every class is testimony to the fact that classes regularly attend karna is not easy. “Gassing” is very common in Division D n with teachers preferring class discussions n the students looking to go after each other rather than adding value to the topic at hand, all one needs to do is to sleep wisely so that he/she doesn’t get caught. Gaseous points concept is mind blowing to say the least n good fun. It gives u recognition on non-stop jabbering. But the classes are really boring thanks to the teaching styles n types of subjects taught n the serene atmosphere of the class. Engineering days mein 4 years passed in no time n here, 4 months have been hard to digest. The language sounds harsh.. no pun intended and its not as bad as the tone suggests. Just that thoda sa bored hoon classes attend karke n having an off day..feeling bored n tired. As a person bahut khush rehta hoon but aaj khushi kahin gayab hai.. film wali khushi nahin feeling wali khushi. Found it hard to pass time sometime back but as stated earlier, the magic of blogging is evergreen. Didn’t realise have written so much n thoda sa kaam bhi rehta hai.. gotta go

Continued..

Networking has become very famous ever since I changed base on 22nd June 2008. Was talking about the rosy days n suddenly gloomy days tak divert ho gaya. So starting afresh, I have this love for numbers ki likhta bhi hoon toh I luv mentioning numbers as often as I can. Dates yaad rakhna, both the good ones n bad ones, n fone numbers yaad rakhna is another passion in my book. Quite weird I know but I like being like that. There should be something different everytime so that there is a “spark” in ur life. But inspite of the good times I just mentioned in my last blog, anupreet ke jokes are hard to come by..bande mein aisi baat hai that uske jaisa koi aur nahin. Other than that, I noticed that many over here are enthusiastic to go back home on Diwali. People start talking about it almost anytime, anywhere n in any context as if world mein there are no more topics to talk about. This fever has not spared me either. Though I hardly think of going back home, there’s this enthu. that I have started counting the number of days I’ll spend here before the Diwali break. Mumbai mein many of my habits n my routine have gone missing, time to relive that during the last week of this month. Suddenly I discover that I have written one page of a doc file that too when I have been thinking of a topic for the past few days n I remember asking the guys around me to suggest something interesting.

Looking back at the past 3 months..

The first term ends and the second begins. What a time I had. More eventful than the past 8 sems combined together. That’s what a change in lifestyle and location makes u believe. With everything being monotonous n the sole aim of life being just passing time which is also known as “aish”, 8 sems went away but after landing here, the change in routine only meant a change in the tempo at which days n months pass by. Add to that the events (all kinds of events) that take place n you are sure to have a whale of a time. There were some unfulfilled missions which I carried from Delhi to Mumbai (sorry can’t talk about them) that are still unfulfilled but no regrets. I am happy with the way everything is moving on. Suddenly I realise I digressed from the topic. So back to it, the freshers parties, face painting, memory workshop, late night visits to Juhu Beach n Marine Drive, reading case studies 10 mins before the class, practising TT, watching every latest flick within a couple of days of its release, studying a subject the day before the exam n saying “mujhe is subject se pyaar hai” n messing it up the next day, some of my foolish habits that change the mood of the class, suddenly being more active in quizzes and fests, I didn’t even know how time flied. Now in the first week of the 2nd term, having a holiday in the 1st week itself makes me feel very lucky. Sleeping for 11 hours n then TT n movie is all I need to enjoy my holiday. I really enjoyed the role play act in class. Though it was just a small performance, having a good partner and a couple of awesome scenes made it worth remembering n I couldn’t stop smiling after that. Everyday throws some good moments to remember that I feel I might have missed out on a few activities I would have liked to mention. There have been a few sad days, I wouldn’t mention them since I have already written enough about them n the passion for blogging dies down writing sad stuff. When I was about to leave Delhi, people spoke about the pacy life in Mumbai. It’s all true n I am glad to say that. Getting to know people from all parts of India n having different backgrounds has been a pleasure. Even at 4 in the night, when we are not in a mood to sleep, we have a GD in which everyone actively participates. I am sure u can guess the topic. But inspite of this new “home” n “lifestyle”, I haven’t forgotten the people I met earlier n make it a point to get in touch with them as frequently as I can. But woh kehte hain na, “Just value that person who values u”, so everything is not hunky dory n one should not expect smooth sailing in life at all times. Though I like the phrase I just mentioned, I don’t follow it regularly n should call myself the culprit n not think of what the other person should have done. To be continued..

The week that wasn't

One week is enough to change a person if things don’t go right n if a person gives undue importance to the circumstances. I could feel myself changing my thought process n basic traits by 360 degrees. Ups n downs are there in everybody’s life n should be dealt with in a moderate way. This is easier said than done. Difficulties itni bhi nahi hoti that u erase ur image of 22 years in 22 hours. Maybe this has got to do with my lack of knowledge of what goes on in this world. Lack of maturity seems evident. As it is, I am 15-16 yrs. old according to many. But the transition to the present shall come at the right time n not as I plan. What is a basic part of u will always be n situations can whack any1 badly enough to shake him. It is better to face the problems boldly n forget them when the next mission arrives than recalling it the next time that u get so tense that u spoil ur chances the next time. But with experience comes knowledge. Something similar happened recently n I had just myself to curse for the mistake. Knowing the stuff proved to be a total waste. This is where de-stressing is important so that u completely erase the bad experience but retain the knowledge acquired. Evry1 has different de-stressers n mere case mein everything is weird. Think of “Sinbad the sailor” and u feel like “Rocking On”. This combined with a few more methods (can’t mention them) are enough to make up for the disappointments of pichle saat din. I remember telling a friend that I feel as if I have forgotten how to smile..something which I love n am proud of. Perception is something that varies from person to person n according to sum1, X mite be better than Y and vice versa. This does not mean there is a difference in capabilities but its the day n the occasion which matter more..it’s like an Ind-Aus match. Any team can beat the other. At my age n so-called experience, I cannot take the stress happily. So y not make it go away? My image of the past 13 weeks has been totally different from the one in the 14th week. I couldn’t imagine people asking me if I am feeling ok or noticing the changes that suddenly crept in.

I love this game..

Cricket is something I have always been very passionate about but Mumbai aane ke baad dunno whats happening where. I used 2 plan in advance as to which series I would completely watch n enjoy. Eagerly anticipating the England-SA series with some great guys in both teams and 2 teams I am fond of after India, of course. Not to miss the return of the big man, Freddie. I still remember the Ashes 2005 series where I saw him at his best in his evolving stages n ever since he has been one of my favourites. I could just follow the scores regularly on the net and a few videos of the day’s highlights. A good n closely fought series no doubt.The return of Harmison made me happier since I always believe he is a very fine bowler n is badly needed if England are to win the Ashes next year. Michael Vaughan stepping down as captain is a big blow for the Poms. I still remember how Ponting, who was hailed as one of the best captains to grace the game, was criticised when Vaughan’s brilliance as captain n luck of course, helped England demolish Australia in that eventful series in 2005. But as a player, Michael Vaughan should continue. He has that style, class n elegance which many don’t have. Get Simon Jones possibly n the Poms have their squad more or less ready for 8 July 2009. Suddenly yaad aaya they have 2 tour India first n I wish their best squad plays n that too to its potential so that India beat them in a closely contested series. Test cricket is losing its sheen these days because of T20 spreading like fire. But some series I love 2 watch are Ind-Aus, Ind-Eng, Ind-SA, Eng-Aus, Eng-SA, Aus-SA..sorry not Indo-Pak, its a dead series without Shoaib n Asif n their batters not being as gud as earlier. Just bash up the Australians is the cry which doesn’t come true often. Hopefully it will 2 months from now.

networking

A class quotation to start this one: Uski hi kadar karo jo tumhari kadar kare (Value just that person who values you). I took ages to understand this n had wasted a lot of time in the process but better late than never..This quote is true in every situation: inter-personal relationships, jobs, career or matters of the heart.. anything. Btw this is not an original quotation..copy ki hai but worth mentioning anyways.. many times I failed to understand what do I value n what not n ultimately had to bear the consequences...some harsh and some not really. This brings to mind the fact that its 4 in the nite n still typing energetically..dont know time ki kadar ho rahi hai or not considering the busy schedule n tough times ahead but jab neend hi gayab ho gayi hai toh kya Karen constructive other than this.. MBA kar rahe hain toh faad dialogues maarna aana chahiye n switching 2 class communication skills.. the fondly called Salman Khan (only I call him by this name n ppl. Say main uska bhakt hoon) in NM comes to mind..stud hai yaar honestly..gem of a guy who can match any situation with great “sensibility”. This word is associated with me, though in the opposite sense n its this very guy who uses it most often to describe me..I don’t mind it rather seriously feel he is rite but jo inherent hai woh rahega n will die out slowly..He also says thoda reduce kar on this virtue but don’t change urself for that..its not rite. This guy’s intro on day 1 was mind numbing n indicated that he has some spark/X factor in him. Zyaada tareef nahi karni or fake lagta hai..bahut sunaata bhi hai mujhe sumtimes though I don’t take it seriously n even he doesn’t mean it I m sure. Sunaane ki baat aati hai toh apna roomie yaad aata hai..woh toh too much hai but thats what makes a friend a really gud friend as per him n theory rite hai I guess.. mere jaisa hai thoda bahut n we are proud of the way we stay n conduct ourselves..another guy is dere who gets really irritated at our behaviour n utilisation of time. Ethics subject tha ek jisne bahut pareshaan kiya but this guy just loves it n literally eats our heads applying such theories. Life mein tension nahi lene ka n chill rehne ka yaar..I love smiling n don’t even need a reason sometimes..smile aisa asset n aspect hai mera that I wanna retain it forever..evry1 loves this aspect of me barring maybe a couple or so who find it maddening. Log ab bhi kehte hain ki meri smile is the 1st thing that comes 2 mind when they think of me..I am happy n satisfied to hear that n wanna make others smile as much as I can because its happiness I can give max since knowledge bahut poor hai considering the levels of ppl at NM or even my room or the floor where I stay for that matter. Phir se suddenly yaad aaya kitna kuch likh diya n dont remember kahan se start kiya n networking se kahan pahunch gaya..after all networking is something I gotta master in the next 2 years. So maybe a gud beginning. But life mein kitna kuch suddenly ho jaata hai I noticed. Its 4.30 in the night n the brain will stop functioning soon. So time 2 switch off.

figure it out..

Tum ho toh gaata hai dil, tum nahin toh geet kahaan..jisko bhi miss karo ye line suna do n specially special cases mein.. I remember the college days jab rohan n main romeo hote the..inspired by smarty..sahi time tha yaar..still laugh at that madness which comes naturally 2 any guy..ek doosre se hi tips lete the because the others would get bored no end..ye alag baat hai ki thoughts kabhi match nahi hote the n our beliefs were constantly changing although our principles n intentions were always rite..100% sure about it..ab Mumbai mein aa gaya hoon toh sum1 says mujhe aise aashiq ladke sahi lagte hain..I went back 2 rewind mode n thought that wasn’t madness..but practical thinking says sumthing else..since here many factors are considered which are obvious n the future is always kept in mind no matter how gud n genuine the individuals maybe..kya karen ye panga hi aisa hai one is always clueless about whats rite n what lies ahead..but I m sure that its easier to advise others in such matters than trying sumthing urself.. I have been at the receiving end of advises n abuses because of my foolishness several times..dont mind anything but jab kisi aur ko dekhta hoon in the same situation n making the same mistakes n saying “hum bahut sharmile ladke hain” I think thats when one realises kitna panga hota hai.. but koi nahi “heere” ki pehchaan ek na ek din ho jaati hai..ye bahut sahi consolation phrase hai for special cases like the ones already mentioned earlier..suddenly I realise I have written an article so big that my answers during exams don’t match this length. So its better I cut this short n put an end to it. I am sure one guy would say I am a fool because I wasted time writing all this n all this is useless as per him..after all jobless guy hoon, so gotta live upto that reputation. Finally, if u wanna be an “aashiq” n totally justify being one, tell urself that u are so gud at heart n there is this feeling of love towards evry1 (refers to ur social circle n relatives n well-wishers etc)u know, that if u extend it to sum1 its not wrong..though this is only if u genuinely think about urself in the manner as described. N not to miss that I wasnt wrong in all that I was upto or thinking about since I was totally aware of everything that was going on in my head n never intended to go wrong. Its a matter of perception n the initial parts might convey something else.

The first step towards blogging..

The idea of blogging struck me while just sitting idle late in the night. Though I have been idle for over four years now (seriously), suddenly something inside me said write something. I am in Mumbai..a gud place but dil toh dilli mein hi hai anyways.. having a good time here..enjoying my 2 year MBA course barring the studies n the lectures.. killing time doing almost anything is what i luv n what i do. A friend of mine says I am among the most jobless guys on earth..totally agree with u yaar..adorable banda hai woh or he would have been bashed up long back (ppl. Wont be sure of that). I have been in Delhi for 22 years n had a great time during my 4 year stint with NSIT..I miss that place badly n the ppl. I met there..Rohan (fondly call him chotu) is the 1st one who comes 2 mind..we bond as Farhan Akhtar did with Arjun Rampal in “Rock On”. That brings 2 mind this film, which was brilliant, the debutant being a stud (mera fav. Word ban gaya hai suddenly) n chotu ki philosophy about how we are n where we stand comes 2 mind many times..jab koi class banda dekhte hain toh pehle hi level compare kar lete hain..faad banda hai yaar tu..many other ppl. I remember still..anupreet the entertainer, arun the smarty, nitin the lazy, gadda the adorable n cute guy, rishabh the bundle of energy, simran the philosopher n ladkiyon pe wont comment much other than the fact that I bonded very quickly (deserve some credit for that) n very late at the same time n log miss ab bhi karte hain even though I am just a call away n then ideas keep pouring in my mind 2 get them 2 normal mode...I luv music more than I ever have n Rock On ka fan ho gaya n farhan akhtar ka bhi.. 1 line I remember everytime “Rock On hai ye waqt ka ishaara..Rock On yuhi dekhta hai kya tu, zindagi milegi na dobara”..very true..this is the time n the life where u gotta do what u want to..be it scoring well or watching the best films or best cricket matches or improving my memory or remembering the cherished moments or enjoying life in Mumbai or listening 2 great songs..anything constructive or otherwise. That reminds me: ye world hai na world..isme do type ke log hote hain..ek jo sab kuch constructive karte hain n ek jo sab opposite karte hain..I know some ppl. Around me who fall in such categories (myself included).. the new lifestyle n routine is really gud..adjusted easily I would say with good control on my heart..which can crack or go haywire in no time.. chotu ne ek baar sahi line kahi thi “dil ki baat ko dil se nahin lagaane ka”. Dil ki baat baad mein karenge coz bahut weird topic hai.. 2 wrap up this episode, 1 question that comes 2 mind: Aasman hai neela kyun..paani geela geela kyun..gol kyun hai zameen??